Mexican-American

Growing up in a Mexican household is similar to any American household, only difference is the food, traditions, and maybe discipline methods. With raising five boys, my mother mastered the art of discipline and taught us over time to think twice before doing unreasonable. Through this my brothers and I learned about respect and what it meant to be close to your family. There were times when my brothers and I didn't agree on certain matters but instead of arguing with on another we let our imaginations take control and we transformed our backyard trampoline into a wresting ring. It was in that ring where we could escape reality and form a closer bond between brothers. I come from an immense family where small gatherings seem like barbecue events and when you meet one member you meet them all.

My life is quite different than the average person, from childhood to today. Our family moved several times throughout my youth but I never let it slow me down or hold me back from chasing what I want. In our family of six, I was the first to graduate from high school and the first to join the United States military. After being in the Army for almost four years, I also became the first in my family to apply and attend college. I always tell myself that I took the backwards route in joining the military and then going to college but either way I continue to chase what I want and be an example for my family. From the start my family has always supported me in every aspect of my life and it is because of them that I continue to move forward, from living in New Mexico to going to college in Hawaii.

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